the true meaning of friendship...(is honesty the best policy?)
tonight i learned that honesty is ugly... it's intense, it hurts, and it's emotional...
it's hard to get through... and is it all worth it at the end? i guess so...
communication is a pretty groovy thing...and eventually... i suppose it makes us all good people...
my entire life it's been easy for me to let people go... it's what i did... b/c we moved around a lot... it was sorta my life.. make friends, and move on... forget them... and reminisce every now and then... but ultimately, move on... i couldn't do it w/ this person... at all... every time i thought of ending it... smthing in me told me not yet... b/c i'd regret it... i knew i would... so i kept putting it off... b/c this friend... is magic... this friend is enchanting... and this friend has a spell on me... i love this person to death.... i really really do... and i guess that in the end, i'm glad we had our brutal moment(s) of honesty...of truth...
i'm on the cusp of a new start... w/ an old friend....and it feels good...
so friend... know that i'll always love you... and you'll always have a warm spot in my pants...
it's hard to get through... and is it all worth it at the end? i guess so...
communication is a pretty groovy thing...and eventually... i suppose it makes us all good people...
my entire life it's been easy for me to let people go... it's what i did... b/c we moved around a lot... it was sorta my life.. make friends, and move on... forget them... and reminisce every now and then... but ultimately, move on... i couldn't do it w/ this person... at all... every time i thought of ending it... smthing in me told me not yet... b/c i'd regret it... i knew i would... so i kept putting it off... b/c this friend... is magic... this friend is enchanting... and this friend has a spell on me... i love this person to death.... i really really do... and i guess that in the end, i'm glad we had our brutal moment(s) of honesty...of truth...
i'm on the cusp of a new start... w/ an old friend....and it feels good...
so friend... know that i'll always love you... and you'll always have a warm spot in my pants...


3 Comments:
Oh Jay, your milkshakes just keep bringing this boy to the yard.
I like you boys.
speechless...
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